My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Upon seeing this, Xue Dinglu was stunned for a moment. He looked at the [Sand of Flowing Light] embedded in the very center of his soul, as well as the [Cursed Blood] and [Golden Grail] inherited from the Great Sage…

This [Twisted Holy Grail] alone is equivalent to a combination of Xue Lude's three Noble Phantasms, or even stronger. Xue Lude felt that if the Cursed Blood were to evolve to its ultimate form, it would be this Twisted Holy Grail.

The main function of this Holy Grail is similar to that of the Blood of the Cursed, but it can absorb not only all pain and suffering, but also the pollution of nothingness.

Xue suddenly realized why Hassan had entrusted this thing to him.

"You guessed it, didn't you? I absorbed the Void Contamination from all of them to the minimum. The curse of the Void cannot be removed, but as long as I absorb it, and they continue this way of life, they won't be devoured by the Void before they die of old age," Senior Hassan said calmly.

"And rest assured, there is no ethereal contamination on this thing now, because it's all within me." Hassan stretched out his hand, and the ethereal contamination, which seemed almost tangible, roared in his hand, but he forcibly pressed it back into his body.

Xue Lude stopped speaking. At this moment, Hassan was less like a human being and more like a mindless monster. He had been completely permeated by nothingness, and if he relaxed his mind, the monster of nothingness would probably break out of its shell.

A real, human-shaped natural disaster...

A sentient, humanoid void monster...

In comparison, the ethereal monster within Xue Dinglu's body, which only eats and sleeps, appears remarkably well-behaved.

As for the remaining two treasures, Xue Dinglu also picked them up and took a look.

【Thousand Faces (EX Rank): Able to mimic any Noble Phantasm, weapon, or even item you desire, and possess the effects you wish. The cost has been paid by someone else.】

【Dream Windmill (S-rank): A soul defense item that can protect you from any soul attacks and contamination from ordinary Apostle-level beings.】

The price: Carrying it with you will always keep you in a good mood, and you'll never forget your childhood dream.

Of the three Noble Phantasms, two are designed to counteract the effects of nothingness, especially the Holy Grail and this Windmill, which explicitly state their effects against the pollution of nothingness.

Even so, Hassan inevitably sank into the abyss of nothingness.

This is the legacy he left to Xue Dinglu. Every piece of this legacy is the power that Xue Dinglu desperately needs, but it is also a promise to take responsibility. Inheriting this legacy is equivalent to inheriting the rest of the lives of countless people who have been corrupted by nothingness.

But as Hassan said, if he really wanted to kill all the Apostles, then he couldn't give up any power. Now, as long as he inherited this power, he would even be able to fight the real Apostles head-on without eating the fruit, instead of relying solely on illusory monsters and traps to gain an advantage.

The price to pay was simply to help care for fellow sufferers tormented by nothingness.

"Then, the contract is established..." Xue Dinglu finally closed his eyes slowly and accepted the legacy of the strongest being in the universe.

……

The following day, at the headquarters of the Fifth Squadron of the Starfleet, in the conference hall.

This day was a gathering of elites from the entire interstellar column, and only those at the Quasi-Rank 5 or above could participate. Xue Dinglu didn't even see the two familiar faces, the young general and senior Olivia, but the nun was the one who came.

The young man is said to have been transferred to an administrative position, now specifically responsible for recording and summarizing the work reports uploaded by the planetary surveyors. Senior Olivia is said to be on vacation, and she doesn't need to attend this meeting.

Today marks the day Hassan and the Mimic King collaborate to explore the subspace.

People have always harbored inexplicable fantasies about the subspace.

Some people believe that the subspace is colorful and diverse. It is a general term for "alternate dimensions" and there may even be magical creatures that live in the subspace. They do not have to abide by the laws of the king and may look completely out of place in the aesthetics of the real universe, which is fantastical and magnificent.

Some believe that the subspace is a broken universe, a place where another universe appears after it has been broken apart.

Some believe that the warp holds unparalleled power, since the Starships' cutting-edge technology relies on the use of shallow warp space. Even now, the entire universe's utilization of warp space is still just a drop in the ocean, as superficial as merely licking an apple peel.

Now, Hassan and the Mimic King are collaborating to see what lies deep within the warp and at its end.

A small, dark figure emanating an ominous aura appeared in the center of the image, and then calmly asked, "Can you receive a signal?"

"Yes, it's possible," the camera seemed to say.

If Xue's Law were here, he would discover that this camera was actually the Evil Eye Tyrant of the former Titan civilization, and now it is active in various places as the eye of the Mimic King.

Although it may not be the complete Evil Eye, the Mimic King has spared no expense and taken this exploration extremely seriously.

If something goes wrong, this part of the Evil Eye that was so hard to recover will also be ruined, and the Mimic King himself will be bearing a huge price.

"Then let's begin." Hassan's words were calm. He had long since lost all emotions and feelings, and didn't even know how much of his memory remained. The Void Monster was a complete gluttonous demon; it would leave you with nothing, not even your memories and emotions.

The warp where the little black man was located was a space that also exuded an ominous black aura. It seemed to be a place completely polluted by nothingness. It was clear that this was Hassan's own warp.

However, he began to try to penetrate this subspace and explore deeper.

He slowly eroded and cracked the barriers of the warp. Under the power of nothingness, even the warp was as fragile as an eggshell.

Soon, an easy crack was eroded out.

Immediately, Hassan arrived at a bizarre and surreal space. Originally, there was no light here, but they were seeing the perspective brought back by the Mimic King's Evil Eye. Here, there was no up, down, left, or right, and no physical matter.

Everything seemed to be made up of countless colors, not forbidden dyes, but rather a huge pile of colors thrown into a turbulent vortex, where they were churned, mixed, and twisted...

Hassan and the Mimic King are like a lone boat adrift in this distorted sea.

"Say something, Hassan." The voice from the Evil Eye could be heard by those outside the camera's view.

Hassan remained silent, choosing his direction and gently stepping onto a broken patch of earth, heading deeper into the landscape.

"Alright, I'll explain." The Mimic King explained to everyone in front of the camera while controlling the Evil Eye.

"This is the surface of subspace. All the subspace technologies we use now originate from here. This can be seen as a single anchor point. For example, a signal sent from the M87 galaxy would take billions of years to reach L77, but as long as the M87 galaxy sends the signal into subspace and sets up an instrument in L77 to receive specific subspace signals, the information can be read instantly from subspace."

"That is to say, from the perspective of the universe, any place in the universe can enter this subspace. Its anchor point is fixed, and through this shallow subspace, we can achieve signal transmission throughout the universe." "Then Your Majesty, is the principle of teleportation also the same?" someone asked.

"The principle is the same, but the difference is actually quite big. Signal transmission can use subspace as an anchor point, but the transmission of physical matter generally uses a specific physical subspace as an anchor point. For example, the teleportation technique of the interstellar column uses my Pure Land as an anchor point. But in essence, you can say that the principle is the same and that's pretty much the same."

The Mimic King even has the leisure time to popularize and educate people about this principle.

Xue Lude looked at the chaotic scene. The shallow subspace here seemed to be a shape distorted by countless shimmering data and concepts. It was very abstract, but he could still make sense of it.

The subspace contains a large amount of physical matter, and many physical areas are even protected by barriers, like leaves or marine debris floating on the sea, drifting here.

Is one's own consciousness space also just a tiny dot drifting along in this subspace?
Earth consciousness randomly retrieves strange things from here. Why can't other planetary consciousnesses do it, but my mom can act as a corpse retriever here?

Even parallel worlds of Earth exist within this subspace.

"This place really feels like a broken universe." Beside him, the only familiar nun lit a cigarette and even offered one to Xue Dinglu, saying, "Want one?"

"No, no..." Xue Dinglu quickly refused, not knowing why the nun was so emotional.

At the same time, what she said also makes sense. The shallow subspace is very much like a broken universe, with fragments of the universe everywhere, which makes it very chaotic and disorderly. In addition, the strange spaces and barriers in various places further divide this place into pieces, making it seem even more fragmented.

No wonder, even the interstellar fleet has only used the power of shallow subspace until now. Coming here is like transcending dimensions. There are basically no reference points here, and anyone here will instantly lose their sense of direction.

Even here, viewed through a screen, it feels as if one is transcending dimensions and swimming freely in a chaotic ocean.

“Keep moving forward, my time is running out,” Hassan continued. He was perhaps one of the few who could still find his way and survive in such a chaotic place.

This statement was clearly not transmitted through sound; it was more like a special signal or a dialogue between the speaker and the deity.

Then they began to venture deeper into the subspace. The further they went, the fewer colorful things there were, which meant that there were fewer and fewer solid areas and fewer places to stand.

"From here on, we begin the boundary between the shallow and deep subspaces. The shallow subspace still contains the basic laws of physics, and although many parts are distorted, it can still function as a space for movement."

"Just as many people's spatial talents are born from a connection with an alternate dimension within a shallow subspace, once this place begins, it will be a forbidden zone for all life. There will be no physical laws here, only an endless tide of psionic energy. Even I cannot stay here for long."

The explanation of the Mimic King began at the right time.

Hassan then disappeared into the depths of the warp, with only the Evil Eye following him.

From here on, you can hardly see those broken spaces and land anymore, not even the scattered pebbles.

This place has become a complete dead zone.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath.

Hassan continued to advance at a speed exceeding three dimensions, and in this place without any reference points, he became increasingly adept at navigating it.

"Further in, there lies an area I have largely not explored. The influence here is immense, with extremely strong psychic vortexes at all times. It is an infinite dimension constructed purely of magic and psychic energy. Beyond this lies an area that has never been explored before," the voice of the Mimic King echoed.

Even those who only saw the images transmitted back by the Evil Eye began to hold their breath at this moment.

This is a true forbidden zone, an area where no one returns after entering. But it is precisely because of such a forbidden zone that there is even more curiosity, and only Hassan, who has absolutely no intention of returning, could explore this place.

However, what followed silenced everyone. Xue Luding looked at his phone; more than a day had passed. Thanks to the power of Senior Hassan and the Mimic King, they had spent more than a day on Earth inside.

There was nothing there, only a few scattered fragments and spaces, indicating that a trace of matter still remained in this subspace.

Many people have long since become impatient and started slacking off. Perhaps the dazzling subspace at the beginning was abnormal, but the current one is the norm.

Time continued to pass slowly. Just as Xue was losing patience in the chat, a sudden elbow strike landed hard on his waist, and someone said, "Something has changed."

The nun had smoked countless cigarettes, and now she was looking at this place with great seriousness.

Because of Hassan, we encountered a monster!

Yes, in this area where there was nothing but psychic energy and irregular energy, they encountered a monster!

It was a pure energy creature, seemingly devoid of reason, feeling, or emotion, and came here purely on instinct, having discovered a superior energy source.

And clearly, it was completely devoured by Hassan the moment it arrived.

Then, it wasn't just this one energy creature; in the deepest part of this subspace, in an area that no one had ever explored, lived a group of strange energy creatures that no one could believe.

They are born from the tides of the subspace, and they seem to be the energy and information of the subspace itself.

Why would there be something like this here?
Even the Mimic King couldn't understand how life could possibly arise in such an environment. Even if they were just energy beings, they were indeed real creatures with hunger and a desire to devour.

“Keep going,” Hassan said.

Their goal is not just here, but the end of the warp.

Soon after, Xue's pupils constricted.

Even through the vision of the Mimic King, he could feel the feedback from the [Immortal] authority within his body.

You have faced immortality head-on...

It was a shadow formed by the twisted and aggregated energy of endless subspace, lurking deep within this subspace, seemingly eternally present...

A warp-space evil god! (End of Chapter)